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Current mood:gusty.
LESS THAN THREE.
the feeling's unique. thoughts tangled and mangled in this head of mine.
i want to smile, laugh, jump, do cartwheels until i lose feeling in my hands.
people notice, they can almost see it glowing off of me, into the fragrant summer air.
eyes shimmering,
mouth babbling,
heart pitter-pattering,
hands shaking,
stomach turning,
knees weakening,
toes curling.
and if i could, it would be my pleasure to explain it.
i'd tell everyone how it feels; i'd never get sick of saying it.
waiting for a sign, anything to let me know he feels the same.
they just dont get it. a girl pines for the comfort of knowing.
knowing that she's wanted and needed as much as he is.
knowing he'll be there for her and never let her down.
knowing he thinks about her twice as much as she thinks about him.
to a girl in love, it all seems so simple.
just a few words away from the imperfectly appealing thought of forever.
if only a girl in love could just know.
currently listening to this, enjoy [:
3:01 AM
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